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Uhtred giggles as he climbs on the bed. He leans over Finan and tilts his head. He lifts his hand and touches his fingers to the Irishman’s thick thigh. He drags his fingers down the inside of the man’s leg to his knee and pinches him.
Finan jerks but barely moves. “Uhtred…” All four of his limbs are cuffed to the bed. He’s got enough slack to lay comfortably but he can’t exactly move.
Uhtred giggles again and shakes his head. “Oh no, big boy. You’re all mine tonight. All ours, if the boy gets home in time. Or maybe… I’ll just leave you like this until he does get home.”
Finan narrows his eyes. “Uhtred. Untie me now. Sitty jus’ called an’ said he’s gotta werk late. Ye ain’t keepin’ me tied up that long.”
Uhtred smirks and tilts his head. “Maybe I want to… maybe I think you deserve a little punishment.”
“Uhtred!” Finan yanks on the handcuffs but they hold fast. “Now! I… I gotta piss.”
Uhtred raises an eyebrow. “Do you really or are you lying so I’ll let you up?”
“Do ye really wanna wait an’ find out?”
Uhtred sighs and shakes his head. “No. Not really into peeing the bed. Hang on.” He turns and heads over to the closet. He pulls a box out and rifles through it. The key is in there. He knows it is. It has to be. But he can’t seem to find it. He frowns and turns the box upside down, spilling it over the top of the dresser. But there’s no key. His eyes widen. “Fuck…”
“What?” Finan grumbles, trying to lift his head enough to watch. But he can’t really.
“I uh… it’s nothing.” Uhtred shakes his head and turns. He opens the closet door and starts searching.
“What is nothin’?” Finan asks. “Uhtred. Where is the key?”
“It was right here!” Uhtred whines as he stands on his toes and runs his hand over the top shelf. He can’t see it. He’s too short. And he also can’t feel anything. “Shit, shit, shit!” He drops to the floor and starts searching the floor.
“Ye lost the fuckin’ key?”
“No, I didn’t lose the fucking key!”
“Then where is it?”
“I… I don’t know!” Uhtred continues searching. He tears everything out of the closet, all their clothes and boxes. Then he opens each drawer in the dresser and pulls everything out, piece by piece. Then the nightstand and the book shelf. Still nothing. He moves each piece of furniture and there’s nothing under it. He climbs on the bed around Finan, moving pillows as best he can with the man in his way. He manages to yank the bed a few feet from the wall when they hear the front door open. “Oh thank the Gods!” Uhtred jumps up and darts down the hall. “Sitty!”
“Yeah.” The younger man sighs as he pulls off his jacket. He drops it and bends to take off his shoes. “Sorry I’m late. I tried to get out of there as soon as possible. I know we seldom get time alone and all the kids are away tonight and I really…”
Uhtred shakes his head and holds up his hands. “Sihtric! Shut up!” He snaps and Sihtric freezes. He looks up, concern on his face and Uhtred thinks he can read him. Uhtred shakes his head again. “Kids are okay.”
Sihtric stands and steps closer. “Fin?”
Uhtred grabs his hand arm and pulls on him. “He’s okay but he’s stuck.”
Sihtric frowns as Uhtred pulls him down the hall towards their bedroom. “Stuck…”
Uhtred nods and yanks him in the room. “I can’t find the key.”
Sihtric stumbles for a moment but rights himself quickly. He has no idea what to expect, what Uhtred meant. He glances around the room, seeing the state, and his curiosity grows. Because he knows it has been a long time since the three of them had a whole evening to themselves and sometimes, Uhtred can go a bit on the extreme side and drag Finan and Sihtric along for a ride. But this just seems like a mess.
“Hey, baby boy.”
Sihtric follows the voice and sees Finan on their bed. In the corner where it shouldn’t be. Sihtric nods and then his eyes widen as he takes in Finan’s state. Naked, spread eagle and restrained. He starts to smile for a moment until his eyes settle on the cuffs. He clenches his jaw and turns. “Uhtred. Are those the handcuff restraints from the box in the top of the closet that I specifically told you not to touch?”
Uhtred shrugs and crosses his arms. “Maybe…”
Sihtric sighs and shakes his head. “Uhtred, I told you no for a reason.”
Uhtred rolls his eyes. “Yeah, cuz you wanted Fin all to yourself!”
“No!” Sihtric snaps. “Because the key was missing when the box was delivered! I called the company and was waiting on a replacement! There is no key!”
Finan lifts his head. “Uhtred!”
Uhtred holds up his hands and shakes his head. “You didn’t tell me that!”
“I said they didn’t work!” Sihtric rolls his eyes and throws up his arms. “I told you not to touch the box!”
“But you didn’t tell me why!” Uhtred insists. “This isn’t my fault! This… this wasn't supposed to happen!"
Sihtric sighs deeply and shakes his head. “Just… just sit on the floor, Uhtred, in the corner and don’t move. Try not to touch anything! I’m gonna go see if I can find a bobby pin in Stiorra’s stuff and pick the locks. Fin, stay right there. I’ll be right back.”
Finan glares at him. “Very funny.”